Hunting For Kobyla
by Zoë Randolph from Damn Interesting on (#5VWCZ)
On a January day in 1964, something remarkable happened: Simon Wiesenthal took the afternoon off. He parked himself at a table on the terrace of Tel Aviv's Cafe Roval, soaking up the sunshine as if he wished to bottle it. The friend he'd come to meet was late, but Wiesenthal had no reason to complain. [...]